On Saturday a house about a mile from us exploded, damaging 7 others and dropping debris for miles even in adjoining suburbs. It continues to be on the news—it’s pretty unusual, not only from the damage but because no one was hurt. It was a lovely day, and there didn’t appear to be anyone outside in the area. The owners are visiting relatives in Japan, and even their dog had been boarded out. But everything in the house and garage, including their car, is all over the neighborhood. People are finding scraps of personal effects for miles, like pages from a Japanese cookbook. One interview last night reported that neighbors had been complaining for over year to the gas company about the “rotten egg” smell, but were always told nothing was found. And I think it is still there—makes it a bit scary.